I survived July.
That should get a medal.
I will admit to a feeling of relief when I could move the calendar page to August.
And speaking of medal worthy –
Nathan got his driver’s license last week. Our fifth and last child is officially a driver. We survived years of parallel parking lessons, endless white knuckle practice drives, and worrisome first solo trips.
And – drum roll – this is the only time that we showed up at the courthouse with ALL the necessary paperwork and documents the first time!
I mentioned that fact to the Driver’s licence guy, who, incidentally, was the same one to issue all five learner’s permits and all five driver’s licenses through-out the years.
I asked if they gave out medals for that.
His reply, “Not usually. maybe a pat-on-the back.”
I’ll take it.
We also picked all the peaches before the coons got them!
I even thought about getting them in the freezer!
I’ve also thought about the fact that school should start soon.
And that I should probably put away all the VBS things that are sitting in piles in the basement.
And that the garden should be watered.
I can just guess what you’re thinking right now – “Wow, she is really rocking August! Somebody should give her a medal!”
I know, right!
Just wait till September!